Page 74 of We Three Kings

I don’t provide an answer. One isn’t needed. We both know the truth.

Our girl will do anything we ask of her.

My cock hardens from that thought. Balthazar snarls and grabs a fresh tumbler, ignoring the shards of his shattered one.

“This will never work.”

“Am I interrupting?”

We both spin toward Seraphina’s serene voice from the hallway. Drowsy from turkey and wine and our undivided attention from the past three hours, she smiles first at him and then at me.

Balthazar shakes his head. “No angel. Never.”

He’s right. She’s always welcome. “But he does need to get you home to get some sleep. I’m going to pick you up in the morning and take you to a Christmas tree farm so we can cut down some trees for this place.”

All of her haze evaporates.

“Really?”

“Have you ever been before?”

Tears that I can see from across the room glisten in her eyes as she shakes her head. Too overcome to speak, she curls in her lips. If she cries, I really will lose my shit. I stride to her. “Then I’m happy to give you your first time.”

Once she’s in reach, I drag her to me and swallow her in an embrace.

“Thank you.”

The muffled whisper against my chest releases any remaining doubt regarding our new arrangement. “Thank youwhat?”

She looks up, her chin resting against my shirt. Long hair frames her flushed perfect angelic face.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

I tip down and kiss her forehead. “You’re welcome, little one. I’ll see you at nine.”

I guide her over to Balthazar who accepts her hungrily against his own chest. I meet his gaze above her head. “It’ll work just like that.”

His frustrated silence is better than an argument. I step out of their path and watch as he leads her away. Confident in the fact that I’ll see her again in twelve hours, I find myself smiling too.

Gaspar

My cock strains against my zipper as I park in front of her building. Both of us are excited to be back in her vicinity.

I thought jacking off last night and again this morning would be sufficient in keeping him in check. I thought wrong.

I hustle up the steps and down the hall to her apartment. The fastest I’ve moved in a long time thanks to my little one.

My fist pounds on her door harder than I planned. I have to stop myself from keying in the code my son gave me and adding my thumb print. She needs to know I have access first, so I don’t scare her.

All I see is her blazing smile when she opens up. Another reason I’m thrilled I turned over the business to Balthazar. Otherwise, I’d never get to spend the day with our girl.

“Good morning!”

She vibrates with energy and joy, sweeping back to let me enter. Thank fuck because all I want is to get closer to her. “Good morning. Are you ready to go?”

With a bubbly giggle, she nods. “I hardly slept all night I was so excited. Balthazar kept telling me to settle down and go to sleep.”

“Good. I’m glad he takes care of you.”

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