Chapter Thirty-One
Sitting on a white leather chair at Garrett and Derek’s kitchen bar, Cade lifted the cup of coffee to his lips and took a swig.
“I can’t believe she’s pregnant,” Garrett said, holding a bottle of water. “They’re not mine. Shit. I haven’t had a high enough sperm count to get a girl pregnant in my entire life. My guys work hard, but twins? Not fucking possible.”
“I had a vasectomy.”
“No, man. Derek said your file showed a pipe cleaning, not a damn scoop and trash,” Garrett unscrewed the cap of his bottle.
I know the damn doctor performed a vasectomy five years ago. I got tested afterward. “You or Derek are going to have twins.”
“Derek is a fertility specialist. He says you could be the father.”
“I don’t know what he saw, but it wasn’t my file. How many times do I have to tell Derek I’m shooting blanks? I shouldn’t be here. Giving you a sample is a waste of time.” He put the cup down. I’d give anything to be the father. Anything.
“Hey, I did it,” Garrett said. He placed his water bottle down on the black and gray granite counter. “And I’m telling you, I’m a hundred percent sure I’m not the father.”
“You have sperm. I don’t.” My assistant tried to kill Ella. I accused the woman I love of lying to me. I walked out on her when she needed me the most. I’ve never walked out on anyone in my life. I fucked up beyond fucked up. She’ll never forgive me. I can’t forgive myself.
“Let’s get this over with.” Garrett walked around the side of the counter. “Follow me.”
Cade slid off the chair and strode behind the man he’d become friends with. Garrett was built like a fucking brick house. A good-looking man. A trustworthy man. An honest man, worthy of his Ella. Garrett and Derek could take care of her, but they worked as much as he did. The three of them took care of her best. Without him, who would hold her when she needed to cry? Who would take care of her when Garrett and Derek were working? Who would be her steady man, available to drop anything and go to her? Who would love and accept all of her?
“In here,” Garrett said, and walked into a bedroom with a giant bed, sized for at least three, maybe four people.
“Your bedroom?” Cade arched his brow as he gazed at Garrett.
“Yeah. You scared or something?” Garrett glared at him.
“No.”
“Good.” Garrett walked past him to the bed. “I’ve got some photos of Ella’s pussy. Might get you in the mood.”
Cade strode to Garrett’s side next to the edge of the intricately handcrafted wooden bed. The detailed sex scenes between gods, demi-gods, and humans carved into the headboard blew his mind.
“Did you carve those?” I bet you did.
Garrett picked up a large flat packet on the duvet. “Yes, sir. I designed and made it for me and Ella a long time ago.” He pulled photos from the manila packet. “I’ll grab the kit while you look at the photos.”
“In front of you?” His dick jerked to attention. Down buddy. Damn. What is going on? Do I want him to watch? I bet Derek watches you all the time.
“Yes.” Garrett’s brows scrunched together. “Derek’s orders.” His hand drifted over his bulge and adjusted it. He cleared his throat. “I’ll be right back.”
“I’m not into guys,” Cade said. “I mean. I like you and all, but this is kind of weird.”
“It’s weird for me too. Derek and I have been together for years. You’re a good-looking guy, and I’m not ashamed to say I love ya, man. You’re a good man to Ella and the kids. You’re supportive of me and Derek. We’re friends and you’re in our inner circle. But, watching you jerk off is going to be strange.” Garrett walked into the bathroom.
Cade exhaled. Shit. My dad thinks I love you. He probably thinks we’re fucking. I do love you for all the reasons you love me too. But not love like sex love. It’s a respect kind of love.
He turned to the photos on the bed and quietly moaned. Ella’s lean, athletic legs splayed open. Her shaved pussy glistened with juices. Cum shot from Garrett’s cock toward her.
He placed the photo to the side and the scene came to life with the next picture he uncovered. Cum nailed her clit. Her pussy seemed to squeeze in an orgasm in the still photo.
He unzipped his jeans. My cock. My cum. On you. He fisted his cock and uncovered the next photo. Cum flew from two cocks onto her pussy. I want my cum with theirs on you. I want my cock in that photo with theirs.
“Nice form,” Garrett whispered. “I nearly come in my pants every time I see those photos.”
Cade’s hand pumped up and down his cock. “Show me the next one.”
“You’re like Derek with your sex orders.” Garrett quickly arranged the photos in succession and spread them on the duvet. “Here’s Ella sucking me off.”
I should want to punch him. I should…
Garrett stepped back and behind him, revealing the incredible pictures he placed in sequential order within his direct view.
“Holy shit,” Cade said. His gaze moved swiftly from one to the next, making the photos run like a short film. He thrust into his palm.
I need you. I need your hands on mine, Ella. Your lips covering my cockhead. Your mouth sucking me down your throat. His chest rose and fell as his balls clenched tightly against his shaft.
A firm grip covered his and guided him into a stronger, steady fucking rhythm.
“Ella,” Cade whispered.
“Her wet lips feel so good gliding down to the base of my shaft,” Garrett whispered. His solid body supported Cade’s back His hand guided Cade’s over the top of his cock and dragged the precum down his shaft, lubricating his flesh like her wet mouth had done so many times.
“Yes.” Cade grunted. “Ella.”
Garrett’s other hand wrapped around his waist. His lips pressed to Cade’s ear. “Fuck her. Fuck that mouth.”
“Uhn.” Cade grunted and thrust his pelvis forward. “Take my cum down your throat.”
“Give it to her,” Garrett whispered. “Fuck her harder. She wants it, Cade. She wants…” His hot breath panted against Cade’s ear. Garrett thrust with Cade. Garrett’s hard cock ground against his ass. “She wants your cum.”
Cade grunted as he thrust into Garrett’s hand then pushed back against Garrett’s hard cock. He widened his stance and together they thrust and countered. My cum in her mouth. My cum with yours. My cum down her throat, over her chin, dripping down her chest. “She’s so beautiful.”
“Yes, she is. She loves to swallow our cum. Give it to her.”
“I need her breasts rubbing against my leg. Her hands massaging my balls. Her mouth sliding up and down my cock,” Cade mumbled. “Need you, Ella. Need you.”
His hand slid to his balls as the grip around his cock tightened and pumped faster and faster. So wet. So fucking good.
“Come, Cade. Come.”
“Fuck. I’m coming. I’m coming.” He arched his back, dropped his head back, and thrust his cock into the tight fist. His legs shook as cum flowed like a river out of his cock. “So good. So. Good.”
His grip loosened, and his hand slipped down to his side. Garrett took over, gliding up and down his shaft, milking the rest of the cum into the cup he’d not realized was there. His heart beat wildly as he let Garrett pull every drop from within.
“There,” Garrett whispered. “I got it all.” His hand slid down along his shaft to his balls, and caressed him.
Up and down, Cade allowed Garrett’s gentle, yet firm touch. Leaning on Garrett for support, Cade’s cock hardened, ready for another round. Fingers massaged under his balls to his ass.
Can I share my bed, my Ella, with two other men for the rest of my life? I’m not into men, but I’m not punching Garrett. I’m letting him touch me. Why am I letting him touch me?
Garrett’s lips pressed against his ear. “We’re going to get through this. It’s going to be okay.”
“It’s not.” Cade adjusted his stance, taking over control. He covered Garrett’s hand, stopping the exploration. “I can’t watch her have a baby with another man. I want her to have my child. And she’s having Derek’s…twins.”
“Don’t think about it. Take it one day at a time. I’ll get the cheek swab.”
Cade nodded, but held Garrett’s hand on his cock. He leaned back against him, again, needing Garrett’s strength and support. He needed comfort, the comfort Ella always gave him.
“My dad thinks we should all live together, but I can’t handle the thought of Ella’s body growing with another man’s chi—” He choke up. “—children. I love her.”
“Hey, we’ll figure all this out. Give it some time. We’ve had a big shock. Ella is…shit. She’s going to have to tell Colleen and the boys. Those are going to be tough conversations. They know about all of us, but damn.”
“God, how did this happen?” Cade mumbled. Accepting Derek and Garrett as her permanent lovers is one thing, but having them grow the family I want with her. I can’t.
“Derek and I believed my brother when he told us Ella got fixed. Ella believed him when he told her we did. None of us need to make any decisions right now.” He slid his hand up Cade’s cock. “Stay here. I’m getting the swab.”
Standing with his jeans at his knees, he found balance again with Garrett’s help. He stared at the photos scattered on the bed. My beautiful, loving Ella. I love you, but I can’t face you. I can’t.
“Open,” Garrett said softly.
With his gaze on the photos, Cade parted his lips. The swab brushed against the inside of his cheek several times and slid from his mouth. He moved aside the photo on top of the small stack he hadn’t seen, yet. He stared into Ella’s carefree gaze. Garrett smiled, holding her in a low dip. Derek stood behind her laughing. The three of them nude and happy in the bedroom.
“Cade, I’m going to tell you something. Don’t freak out.”
I’m past the losing it stage. I let you jack me off, and I fucking liked it. What the fuck does that mean? I should be beating the hell out of you. Why do I want you to hug me instead?
Cade huffed and shifted his gaze to him. “Yeah. Throw it at me.”
“Derek thinks you have a shot at being the dad. He wants you with us in this. I want you with us. Ella needs all of us. I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I like you in a way I’m not fully comfortable talking about.”
His jaw tightened. “Ella says she tells you fucking everything like you’re a damn psychologist. Now, I’m doing the same damn thing. I don’t like guys, except Derek, and I’m not sure where my feelings changed, but I don’t hate you. Far from it. The four of us can handle this bump on the road as long as we’re together.”
Cade pulled up his jeans and zipped them. This cannot be happening.
“What the fuck are you telling me?” Cade glanced toward the entrance to the hallway and back at Garrett. “I want to marry Ella.” He shook his head. “I used to.” I want her in my bed, pregnant with my children, with my last name, safe and happy. But I want you and Derek with us too.
“Ella needs three men. Me, Derek, and you. You bring something to our unit we don’t have. I’m attracted to you like I am to Derek.”
Cade’s balls tightened in his pants. “Holy shit. I’ve got to get out of here.” He strode into the hallway and stopped. He glanced over his shoulder. A weird ache filled his chest. Garrett stood like a soldier, but the same sadness he saw in Ella’s eyes when she talked about Greg seemed to fill Garrett’s.
“Your personality is like Greg’s, only you want the best for Ella,” Garrett said. “Greg always wanted the best for himself. Ella’s needs always came second. Not with you. Her needs come before yours. You love her like I do. Don’t throw us away. Believe me, you’ll regret it.”
Cade closed his eyes. “I can’t do this right now.” I don’t know where I fit. She’s going to marry Derek, not me. She’s going to look to him like my mother looks to my father. And I don’t know how to deal with you. I liked you touching me. I loved those pictures. I wanted…hell, I want to be in them with you.
“Call me. We need to talk this through,” Garrett said.
He opened his eyes and gazed back into the hallway. “I’ll call. Tell Ella, I’m sorry.”
“Tell her yourself, Cade. None of this is your fault.”
Cade strode forward. With each step, his heart sank closer to his stomach. So much of this is my fault. He unlocked the front door.
“Cade, come with me to talk to Ella,” Garrett said. “She needs you.”
“No.” Cade turned the silver doorknob. “She needs Derek.” He opened the door and walked to his car. He climbed in and drove out of the driveway onto the street.
Maybe I can get the vasectomy reversed. Maybe Ella will want my child too
He dialed Josie.
“Hey, Cade,” Josie answered.
“Hey. I’m going out of town for a while. I don’t know when I’ll be back.”
“You and Ella eloping?”
“No. I’m going to France.”
“Why? Business? Did Ella do something?”
“My assistant tried to kill Ella yesterday. Ella’s… I can’t talk about it. I’ve got to go.”
“Cade, stop. Don’t go. Come over here. I know what happened to Ella. She doesn’t blame you. She’s got the best head on her shoulders of anyone besides you I know. She knows it isn’t your fault. Felicity is crazy.”
“I didn’t put it together, and I should have. But, there’s more. I’ll let you know when I get there. I’ve got to go.” He ended the call before she could say anything else.
Guilt and confusion dug into his soul. Am I gay? But I’m not into guys. But I liked his hands on me. I wanted Ella. I didn’t protect her. I thought she was safe. How can I protect her from women who stalk me? She could have lost the babies because of me. She’s pregnant with another man’s child. The woman I love will love Derek more than she loves me. They’re having children. Twins.
He’d never run from anything in his life. Until now.