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  Dale groaned and canted his hips into Jackson’s touch.

  “Got room for a little one?”

  Jenny’s small body slid beside his and she peppered kisses over his shoulder.

  He twisted and caught her mouth in a kiss. She was so sweet and delicate. He’d never known anything like it, the protectiveness he felt for her. It scared him sometimes, what he’d do to anyone who hurt her. She was a woman to be treasured, cared for, enjoyed.

  Wrapping his arm around her, he pulled her flat, then hovered over her.

  She spread her legs.

  “Are you wet?” Jackson asked, positioning his cock at her entrance.

  “Always, when I’m naked with my men.” She raised her hips until her warm, damp entrance touched the tip of his dick.

  “Mmm…good.” He eased in, savoring the sensation of her pussy stretching around his erection. She was so damn tight, and hot. It always felt so good. Not least because of the sexy little sounds she made, and the way her eyes always widened on the first plunge.

  He hit full depth and stilled, enjoying the fluttering of her pussy muscles against his shaft.

  “That’s it, keep still,” Dale said, sliding his hand over Jackson’s back. He dipped between the cleft of his buttocks and touched his asshole.

  “Ah, yeah. Fuck me, Dale. Now.”

  “Impatient, aren’t you?” Dale chuckled.

  “Just get on with it.” The sudden need to be filled was almost overwhelming.

  Cool lube spread on his ass, then Dale slipped a finger into his hole.

  Jackson tipped forward and kissed Jenny. Being prepped by Dale was always hot, even if he did sometimes take too damn long.

  Jenny clung to his shoulders and kissed him back. She was patient and kept still, knowing Jackson was being lubed up.

  Eventually, Jackson broke the kiss and spoke over his shoulder. “That’s it, Dale. Fucking get inside me and fuck us.”

  “Exactly what I’m going to do.”

  “Thank God for that,” Jenny said, pushing Jackson’s hair back from his face. “I’m going crazy here. I want to come.”

  “You will.” He gritted his teeth as Dale’s cock pushed against his hole.

  “Relax,” Dale said.

  Jackson did his best to loosen but it was hard because he was so turned on by being inside Jenny.

  Dale continued to exert pressure.

  His hole opened as Dale slipped in. Then as Dale went on a steady ride to full depth his ass stretched taut, stinging in a blissful way.

  “Is he filling you? Is he in your arse?” Jenny whispered, her tone low and sexy.

  “Yeah…he’s in,” Jackson said. “And it feels fucking awesome.”

  “Yeah, you do,” Dale said, locking his arms on the bed so his weight wasn’t fully on Jackson. “And I wanna come, so deep in you.”

  “Yes, do it.”

  “Fuck us,” Jenny said, gripping Dale’s lower arms. “Now.”

  Dale began to move, easing halfway out, then pushing in again. Each time he did, it drove Jackson into Jenny, his body was rubbing against her clitoris.

  Soon she was panting and writhing with her cheeks flushed and her eyes wide.

  “Damn it,” he muttered, wondering how long he’d be able to hold off. Fucking and being fucked always had him racing toward the finish line.

  “You two are so damn sexy,” Dale said then groaned. “I’m gonna come, real soon. You should…know that.”

  “Me too,” Jenny gasped, “Oh, God.”

  “Come,” Jackson said against her mouth. “I wanna see you come, babe.”

  “I am. It’s there. Don’t stop.” The pleasure and the desperate need in her voice had his balls retracting.

  As she came, squeezing his cock, bliss rushed through his body. He allowed his own release to take over and semen shot from his cock.

  Dale cried out, upped the pace, and claimed his pleasure.

  Their bodies were slick with sweat as they rubbed against one another. Found ecstasy together. Jenny moaned and closed her eyes, lifted her arms and grabbed the headboard. She was breathing hard.

  Jackson took his weight off her a little. He was worried about squashing her.

  “Ah yeah.” Dale gave him a sharp little bite on his earlobe. “Your arse is the best.”

  “Hey, what about my arse?” Jenny asked, opening her eyes. Her mouth tipped into a grin.

  “Yeah, I like fucking that too,” Dale said, pulling out. “And your pussy, and your mouth. Fuck it. I just like fucking.” He flopped onto the bed and rested his forearm over his eyes. “Yeah, that’s it. I fucking like fucking you two fucking awesome sexy people.”

  “You should have been a poet, Dale, that’s beautiful.” Jackson withdrew and lay on the opposite side of Jenny. He reached for her hand.

  “Yeah, well,” Dale said breathlessly. “Maybe I’ll ditch construction and pick up a pen.”

  They lay in a row for several minutes, catching their breath. When Jackson’s heartrate had returned to normal, he reached into the bedside drawer.

  “Jenny. I have something for you.”

  “You do? A present?”

  “Sort of. Here.” He placed a slim blue box onto her belly.

  “What is it?” She sat.

  Her mouth fell open.

  “Jesus. Really?” Dale had also sat, his arms locked behind himself. He stared at the pregnancy test.

  “Yes, really.” Jackson stroked Jenny’s hair, moving it from her brow. “You’ve been tired lately, and it’s not like you to leave a cup of coffee, no matter what brand.” He tipped his head and studied her. “And just because you’re useless at keeping track of your monthlies, I’m not…”

  “And it’s late,” she whispered, plucking up the box. “Isn’t it?”

  “Yep. By a few weeks.”

  She looked from him to Dale then back. “But…?”

  “Contraception isn’t always foolproof,” Jackson said. And damn it, he hoped that had been the case. He wanted a family. A family with these two people. More than anything else in the world.

  She swallowed. “But what if I am…pregnant?”

  “Then we’ll be two very happy guys.” Dale leaned forward and kissed her. “Go do it. Now. I can’t wait until morning.”

  “Now?” she asked.

  “Of course now.” Jackson said.

  She pulled in a shaky breath then stood. She held the box in front of herself, at arm’s length, as she walked to the en suite.

  When she’d shut the door. Dale stood. He paced to the window, his softening cock hanging heavy, then turned and stalked back to the bed.

  Jackson smiled and stood. He pulled him into his arms. “I hope she is carrying our child.”

  “Me too.” Dale nodded. “Coben was chatting about their family all evening. And I just kept thinking I want that too.”

  “She’d be an incredible mother.”

  “And you’d be a great dad.”

  “So would you.” Jackson kissed him and ran his hands down to his ass. He squeezed, enjoying the contours of Dale’s body.

  The en suite door opened.

  They broke the kiss, but didn’t break apart.

  Jenny sauntered toward them, naked, her expression unreadable.

  “Well?” Jackson asked, his heart feeling as if it might explode.

  “What did it say?” Dale tightened his grip on Jackson’s arm.

  “It says…” She looked between them. “You’re going to be fathers.”

  “We are?” Dale asked, his voice shaky. “That’s amazing. Fucking amazing.”

  “Sh, don’t swear.” Jenny placed her hand on her lower belly. “The baby might hear.”

  Jackson grinned. He grinned so widely his cheeks ached. Reaching for Jenny, he pulled her into his and Dale’s embrace and closed his eyes. He’d never been happier than in this moment. Not even when he’d won his last big match, or Jenny had agreed to move in with them.

  This was the icing on the
cake. He’d been so lucky to find not one but two people to spend his life with. And it just went to prove that love in all its forms, was truly worth fighting for.

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