Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91288 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 456(@200wpm)___ 365(@250wpm)___ 304(@300wpm)
It would also be building a “family.”
Erin said years ago she would want children someday. Would she want to have them with Dylan and Ford? How would that even work? That would be another serious, but necessary, discussion.
The reality was, children raised in an unconventional relationship could get bullied. Whose last name would they take? Who would be the actual biological father… Would they care who? This was something they needed to figure out before jumping in with both feet. Or three pairs of feet.
He was up for it, and he knew Erin would be, too, but he first needed to hear something from Dylan the man hadn’t shared yet.
“What’s the problem?” Dylan prodded with a frown.
“The sex is great, right?” Ford asked.
“Of course,” both Dylan and Erin said simultaneously.
“It might have been a bit bumpy in the beginning but now everything between us has fallen into place, right?”
Again, Dylan and Erin both answered, “Yes.”
Ford focused on Erin. “You love me, darlin’, as much as I love you, right?”
She quickly picked up on where he was leading this conversation. “You know I do.”
“Do you love Dylan just as much?”
Dylan stared at her with his expression completely blank as he waited for her answer. She met the man’s eyes and said with complete confidence, “Of course I do.”
“You never said as much,” Dylan whispered, his eyes and expression softening.
“I was worried if I told you, you’d feel pressured to say it back, whether true or not.”
Dylan scraped a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize… Shit. Were you two waiting on me?”
“Like Erin said, we didn’t want to pressure you. But yes, we were waiting on you,” Ford confirmed. Holy shit, this felt good to get off his chest.
Dylan appeared floored. “You love me?”
Once this was out, there was no taking it back. He made sure to meet Dylan’s gaze head-on when he admitted, “I do.”
Dylan closed his eyes and whispered, “Thank fuck.”
Ford chuckled. “That’s your response?”
“Hell yes! You two kept telling each other but neither of you said it to me. I was beginning to think I was the third wheel, which was my fear in the beginning.”
“What?” Erin exclaimed. “Really? Then why would you ask us to move in with you?”
“I was hoping you’d both eventually feel the same way.”
“Dylan…” Erin breathed.
“I guess I was wrong,” Dylan added with a grin.
“You were. We both love you,” Erin revealed. “And yes, I would love to live with both of my men. A house we can turn into our very own home would be wonderful.”
“One with more privacy,” Ford added his stipulation.
He never expected to be in this position. Exclusive. Committed. In love. He mentally shook his head. In love with two people who loved him back. And planning a future with them.
“We’ll build it farther away from the lodge,” Dylan assured him. “And my siblings.”
“I’ll miss Dani’s breakfasts, though,” Ford complained. That and Dylan’s extensive toy collection were the bright spots of staying in the farmhouse. Of course, the toy collection would go with them.
Ford would also add to it with his own extensive collection. Hell, they could design their own private dungeon.
Damn. He was suddenly liking the idea of building a home somewhere on the ranch and getting rid of his house in town better and better.
The three of them could work, live and play together on the ranch. Even raise a family if they wanted.
“No one said we can’t stop here in the mornings before work,” Dylan said. “Problem solved.”
“Oh, now that’s a plan.”
“I also have ideas of my own if we build from scratch,” Ford told them.
“I can’t wait to hear them. I might be the architect, but like I said earlier, I want all three of us involved in the design.”
“Look how easy it was to sort out our lives,” Erin half-joked, “once we all got on the same page.”
“It won’t be easy, but we’ll make it work,” Dylan admitted.
That was the truth. And a little work never hurt anybody, but Ford had no doubt, the end result would be worth it.
Erin was splayed out on her back sideways with her head hanging over the edge of the mattress. Dylan had one hand squeezing her breast tightly and the other clutching the front of her arched throat. He couldn’t hear her groans but could feel the vibrations as Ford ate her pussy so enthusiastically, he acted like he’d never get that chance again. Despite the fact he would. Often.
Her groans, moans and whimpers were inaudible because Dylan was shoving his cock deep enough, he was practically fucking her throat. The only time they were giving her a break was during the few moments it took for the men to switch places.
They’d done it four times already, during which she came twice.
Both her wrists and ankles were cuffed, and those leather cuffs were attached to a metal bar designed to keep her legs spread wide. Not that she needed it, she would voluntarily keep her legs open for orgasms.