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“No touching each other sexually until I get home,” he ordered.

“Yes, Daddy.” A whimper tore from my frustrated lips causing Alden to chuckle darkly.

“Good boy. Now do as I said.”

Without further ado, I quickly situated our girl’s panties back up to her waist, fixing her jeans and buttoning them.

“I’ll get us to the ranch safely, Sir.”

“See to it.”

Alden kissed me, his tongue tangling with mine. I enjoyed the way he tasted but he broke away sooner than I wanted. He helped Kennedy straighten and kissed her. She cupped his face in between her hands, and looked up at him adoringly.

“I’m sorry for not giving our relationship a chance. I’m ready now,” she apologized.

“Good girl. I promise you, this will work. All three of us. I’ll see you soon.”

Alden led us out of the trailer. We hugged him goodbye before heading toward the parking lot. I felt a little silly for assuming he’d gone off to relieve his glory days, but things were working out even better than I’d hoped. I had two partners who cared about me in different ways, and I wouldn’t let anything prevent us from our happily ever after.

Chapter Twelve

Alden

Everything worked out for the best and my mood driving back to Falcon Creek was better than it had been on the ride to Denver. I’d been upset and overthinking about where I’d gone wrong in trying to fashion a throuple. Somehow leaving my brats with each other actually solved whatever lingering doubts the two of them had. Strutting inside my house, I heard laughter coming from the living room. Kennedy was doubled over, barely catching her breath while Wyatt threw playing cards at her.

“She cheatin’ again?”

“You have to watch her! She’s a filthy player when it comes to Rummy 500.”

Their laughter was contagious and I joined in. “It’s so good to see you both in better moods.”

“You said no touching, Daddy. It’s been a heck of a day,” Kennedy said sweetly.

“I bet. All that pent-up tension,” I joked.

Wyatt stood and bridged the gap between us. A flirty smile broke across his mouth. I was happy to see him in a much better mood. “We can help you with your frustrations, Sir. The long days, the longer nights…”

“Careful, babyboy. I’d like to turn your ass red before the two of you take turns sucking me off.”

My statement seemed to rush straight to Kennedy’s core because her laughter died abruptly on her lips. She rose up on the couch, sauntering over to where the two of us were. I admired the cute top and dark-purple lounge pants. Her feet were in furry teal slippers, and her long dark hair in a high ponytail. I imagined threading my fingers flush against her scalp and tugging her to her knees, pulling a hot moan from her lips. When she opened her mouth, I’d fill it with my cock.

“Oh, you’ve got some naughty thoughts flying through your head.” Wyatt whistled.

“Sure do. Follow me.” Lifting Kennedy into my arms, I scooped her against my chest. She looked up at me through half-lidded lashes. Damn. She was getting me hard from just one glance.

“We were exceptionally well behaved,” she said.

“That just means you get rewarded faster.” Carrying her upstairs, I paused only long enough for Wyatt to catch up. We turned into my bedroom and I saw brand-new sheets and a very clean room. “Did you vacuum?”

Kennedy giggled. “We had to do something to keep ourselves occupied.”

“I might have to use that same decree the next time I need my house cleaned,” I joked. Setting her down on the edge of the bed, I kneeled down. Taking my time, I removed her slippers and stripped each article of clothing off until she was in nothing but a tiny black thong. Wyatt took his boots off along with his jeans, but didn’t go any further. I kissed her temple and focused my attention on my boy, mimicking the actions until he was wearing his silky navy boxer-briefs.

“The two of you are so damn sexy.” I admired Kennedy’s supple curves, a mixture of well-defined muscles along with thesoftness of her breasts and belly. Wyatt had more sharp corners than her but was attractive all the same. Plucking a leather paddle from my wall, I motioned for Wyatt to get on the bed.

“I should have accidentally misplaced that item,” he muttered before climbing onto the bed and laying on his stomach.

Kennedy leaned across his body, peppering kisses along his spine. I gave her the moment. We had experienced a whirlwind of emotions to get to the point we were at, there was no rush. Wyatt arched his back and cursed.

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