Chapter Thirty-Five
On her hands and knees and tied to Garrett’s Greek gods inspired bed, Ella closed her lips around the head of Garrett’s cock.
Underneath her, Garrett thrust up into her mouth as she bobbed her head and sucked him down, swallowed, and tasted the salty musk of the first spurts of cum. His tongue tapped her clit, and Derek’s cock shuttled in and out of her pussy.
She’d already climaxed three times, and her body still held the aftershock orgasms pulsing around Derek’s girth.
Derek’s cock jerked and shot hot liquid deep within her. He shuddered.
“Mmm,” she moaned around Garrett’s softening cock. She slowly sucked up to the head and swallowed every last drop of his cum.
Derek held her hips as Garrett held her belly and they all shifted to their side. Garrett faced her, his mouth at her pussy and his dick enveloped by her lips. Derek behind her, his cock buried in her pussy and his mouth pressed to her neck.
“So, two more pregnancies?” Derek whispered.
She swallowed once more and released Garrett’s cock. She kissed the top and stretched her arms and legs, and freed the tension on her wrists and ankles from the silk ties.
“One more. Maybe two. We’ll see.”
Derek’s limp cock slid from her center. “I’m going for another set of twins, then.”
“We’ll have to get Jason and Kyle to add an addition to the house.” She had moved in with Garrett and Derek while her boys worked on renovating the fixer upper and building the warehouse on the land she bought on the outskirts of town. Kyle and Jason had moved in with Jerry Wynn who lived next door to her new place. “The house we’re supposed to be moving into today. What happened to the movers?”
The mattress dipped and Derek’s warmth left her back. Derek untied her wrists while Garrett untied her ankles.
“They didn’t show. The dates got messed up,” Derek said.
Garrett sat up and flopped over to his other side and kissed her mouth. “Sorry about the detour from the results. I saw you and my dick took control.”
I’m not ready to see the results. Not yet. Maybe after the event tonight. She slid her leg over his thigh. “I love making love to both of you. But you’re going to make me late for the event at Troy’s.”
Derek pressed a kiss to her shoulder. “I love you. I’ll be back in a minute to clean you up.”
Garrett lifted his head. “Love you, Derek.”
Derek leaned over and kissed his mouth. “Love you too.”
She sighed. Honest. Faithful. My rocks.
Garrett snuggled in closer and held her. Relief seemed to cover him. “I love you so much. I hope you and Derek have a bunch of kids.”
You looked at the results. Derek is the father. You’re too happy for the babies to be yours. You’d be sick as a dog if you found out they were yours. It would have been easier to explain if you were the father. So much easier.
Warm, wet towels slid between her legs.
“Kitten, lift your leg over Garrett’s waist so I can clean your pussy,” Derek ordered.
Her pussy contracted as the cloth slid over her clitoris. “I’m a little sensitive.” And my hormones are out of control. I could have sex all the time.
“You are insatiable,” Derek whispered.
“We haven’t had sex in a month. I’ve been ready for more than a week,” she said. She bit her lower lip as the cloth glided back over her slit and ass. She glanced over her shoulder at Derek. His hungry gaze heated her pussy and juices wet her folds. I could go for another round. That look does all the right things to me.
Garrett kissed her forehead. “Go get dressed. No more sex tonight. You’re not up for more, even though your pussy is trying to convince us you are.”
She crawled off the bed and sashayed to her closet. She slipped into a white maternity dress and no panties. I’m going to be bold tonight. Show a little pussy like the other female vendors. Tease Garrett and Derek. Demonstrate to Derek how happy I am he’s the father of my children, and let him undress me if he wants. I’ll even let him fuck me. Mmm. Maybe they’ll rethink their “no more sex tonight” edict.
She strode out of the closet. Her gaze drifted to the unopened, white envelope on the nightstand beside the bed. She stopped next to it and plucked the envelope from the top. I’ll read it after I sell everything tonight. I’ll cry over Cade and then move forward.
“Cade, Garrett, and I had a conference call earlier today and opened our letters,” Derek said. “We’re all happy about the results.”
“Great. I’ll read it later. I need to focus on selling my product.” She smiled as big as she could. I can’t think about this right now. I’ve got a solid business with Troy, and I can’t fuck it up.
“You need to read it now,” Derek said. “You’re not going anywhere without reading the results.”
She cocked her head to the side. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me. You’re not avoiding Cade. You’re not avoiding the results. We agreed we’d read them as soon as they came. We did. Now you have to.”
“I don’t have to do squat. I know Garrett isn’t the father. He’s too damn happy. You said everyone was happy about the results, so Cade isn’t the father. He’s got to be fucking ecstatic. Zero ties to me, now. He can stop with the gifts and the guilt and move on to—”
“—I gave Cade a hand job the day he left,” Garrett blurted out. “He’s calling me and Derek because he has never felt anything toward a guy. He doesn’t know how a situation like this would work. He’s been in France waiting for a damn appointment with the guy who did the vasectomy on him. It’s been one major clusterfuck. And I just broke a promise to him by saying anything.”
“Um. What?” Her blood boiled. She turned around and met Garrett’s gaze. “You did what? With my Cade?”
“O-kay.” Garrett backed up as she advanced on him. “Not the reaction I expected.”
She poked his chest. “You kept this from me all this time? What the hell is wrong with you?”
“You’re having boy-girl twins,” Derek shouted. “Garrett is the father and—”
“—I’m going to kill—” She started yelling.
“—Cade is too,” Garrett said. He held up his hands in surrender. “The girl is mine. The boy is his.”
“Don’t even…” Cade is in love with Garrett, not me? Oh my God. Oh. My. God. Instead of bursting into tears, she walked out of the bedroom and grabbed her purse from the entry table. She strode out of the house and to her car—the car Cade gave her. She climbed in and drove.
They lied. They hid it. What the hell have I done?