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With a contented sigh, she nestled deeper into Sebastian’s lap, her hands finally reaching for the crayon Rowan still held. This time, she wasn’t going to move to the floor to color. She’d do it from the comfort of her Daddy’s lap. And she wouldn’t be afraid of mistakes. If another crayon broke, they’d fix it together.

“I think we can finish that unicorn now,” she said, her voice light and teasing, a spark of playfulness in her eyes as she glanced up at Rowan.

Rowan chuckled, handing her the crayon with a playful flourish. “I think that unicorn doesn’t know what’s coming its way. It’s about to get the most epic makeover ever.”

As Jessica began to color again, the familiar rhythm of the crayon against paper soothing her, she felt an overwhelming sense of peace. Her Daddies watched her quietly, their presence a comforting anchor in the storm of emotions she’d been feeling earlier.

And in that quiet, content moment, she realized something—she wasn’t coloring a picture. She was building a future, one where she could trust in herself, in her three awesome Daddies, and in the love they all shared.

The tantrum had been a test, a challenge that could have pushed them apart. But instead it had brought them closer. With every stroke of the crayon, Jessica knew that they were writing their story together—one full of mistakes, learning, and above all, love.

And that was more than she ever could have asked for.

CHAPTER 23

The air was thick with anticipation. Jessica could feel it crackling between her and her Daddies as they walked through the familiar hallway, but this time, there was a new layer of excitement, something darker and more thrilling.

They’d been sharing a cabin for the last month, one that they could all share without the need for the separate accommodations they had used before. It wasn’t far from the main lodge, but the privacy of this space meant more freedom, and more intimacy. And today, that intimacy was going to be taken to another level.

Forrest had been quiet for most of the day, his calm, steady presence always reassuring, but there was a glint in his eyes that Jessica couldn’t quite place. She knew he had something planned—something special. Her heart raced at the thought of what it could be. Their dynamic had shifted and grown over the last few weeks. She had grown, too, exploring her submission more deeply with them, trusting her Daddies to take her to new heights.

As they entered the bedroom, the atmosphere changed. The soft lighting cast a warm glow over the space and the bed in the center seemed larger than life, draped in plush blankets andpillows. But it was the array of tools laid out neatly on a side table that caught Jessica’s eye. Soft ropes, leather restraints, vibrating toys, and a blindfold. She bit her lip, feeling a flush rise in her cheeks.

When they’d started this journey together, she’d told her Daddies she didn’t want to be restrained, didn’t feel safe enough.

How time had changed things.

Just a few nights ago, she’d confessed her need to try it out to Forrest after a particularly heavy therapy session.

Forrest stepped forward, his hand gentle but firm as he took her by the chin and lifted her gaze to meet his. His eyes were intense, filled with care, but also an edge of dominance that made her heart skip a beat. “Tonight, we’re going to try something new, babygirl,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “But I need to know you trust us. We’ll push you, but we won’t break you.”

Jessica nodded, her pulse quickening as his words settled over her. “I trust you,” she whispered.

Rowan was at her side in an instant, his playful grin sending a jolt of excitement through her. It was just like her playful Daddy to know just what to do to help her relax when she started feeling apprehensive.

“You’re in for quite the ride, princess. Think you can handle it?”

“I can try,” she replied, her breath catching in her throat.

Sebastian, ever the protective one, moved behind her, his large hands resting on her shoulders. “We’re here to guide you, to take care of you. If it gets to be too much, you know what to do, sweetheart.”

She nodded again, the weight of the moment settling over her. “Green for go, yellow to slow down, and red to stop.”

“Good girl,” Sebastian praised, leaning down to press a kiss to the top of her head.

Forrest took her hand and led her toward the bed, where he began undressing her with deliberate slowness. His fingers grazed her skin, leaving a trail of warmth in their wake. The other two men watched intently as her clothes fell away, until she stood bare before them, vulnerable but safe in the knowledge that they would protect her.

Once she was fully undressed, Forrest gestured to the bed. “Climb up, babygirl.”

Jessica obeyed, her body trembling with anticipation as she lay down on the soft blankets. Forrest picked up the leather restraints from the table, his movements slow and deliberate, giving her time to adjust to what was coming. He secured her wrists and ankles to the bedposts, spreading her wide and leaving her completely exposed.

“You look so beautiful like this,” Rowan said from her side, his voice thick with desire. His hand trailed over her thigh, sending shivers up her spine. “All laid out for us.”

Sebastian leaned down to brush a kiss over her lips, his touch soft and tender, in contrast to the building tension in the room. “Remember, this is all about control. We’ll take you to the edge, but we won’t let you fall until you’re ready.”

Jessica’s heart pounded in her chest as she looked up at the three men surrounding her. The mix of love, lust and trust in their eyes made her feel both powerful and utterly surrendered at the same time.

Forrest was the first to move. He grabbed a featherlight vibrator from the table and held it up for her to see. “We’re going to take our time with you, babygirl. No rushing tonight.”

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