Page 81 of We Three Kings

“I think so too.”

Absorbing her sweetness, I mimic my late wife and lift my head to the sun. I’m not sure if this is the kind of moving on people meant, but the time is right. The woman is right, even if the scenario is seen as wrong.

I’m ready for her.

I hope she’s ready for us.

“Finish your drink, little one, and then we’ll get our last tree.”

Calm and seemingly comfortable with me again, Seraphina lifts up from my bicep with a soft smile on her stunning face. She takes a last few sips of her cocoa and giggles from my still full mug. I shrug. “I’m not much for hot chocolate.”

“I’m sorry! I should have asked first. I can drink it.”

She takes a huge gulp before I can wrap my fingers around her wrist. “Not necessary.”

“But I don’t want to be wasteful.”

A dollar at most. “It’s fine. Just set it in the bin and we’ll head out.”

The deep frown confirms she disagrees with my decision. But she obeys my mandate and puts the half-full cup in the dirty-dish container for washing. Once she’s by my side again where she belongs, I clutch her hand and lead her back to the field. “Let’s walk this time.”

I feel her soften. She likes the closeness, always starving for affection. I like giving her what she needs. “Which one do we have left?”

She drops my hand to dig in her pocket for her little notebook. I find myself grinning again as she flips the cover and scans down the list. Every item is crossed off but one. “The top of the stairs.”

As soon as she stuffs the pad back inside, I grab her fingers again. I’m not letting her go that easily.

We trudge in comfortable silence until she points to a narrow but full tree. “What about that one? It’s skinny enough to get around easily.”

“Sounds good to me.”

Her gaze jumps to mine. “Can I do it?”

No way this little thing can level a trunk this thick. Also, no way I can deny her. “We’ll do it together.”

“Okay!”

Frantic with excitement, she falls to her knees and holds out her hand. The perfect height for her mouth on my dick.

I drop next to her and palm her back to put her on her hands as well. Mimicking her, I press my body to hers and turn the blade to the wood. “Grab here and then we’ll saw.”

Silky hair tickles my cheek, and her sugary scent floods my senses as we rock back and forth. Our bodies mold together in a fierce rhythm, and I grab the back of her neck to keep her close. My cock pulses in my jeans from the thought of how easy it would be to flip her on her back and fuck her out here in the wilderness.

A groan escapes my mouth from the image, and I feel her stiffen against me. I break through the bark, but her voice is what cracks.

“No Daddy. I can’t.”

Seraphina

Ifeel like I’m going to be sick.

I crawl out from under Gaspar and take a few breaths. The ache in my stomach can’t compare to even the pain inflicted by Melissa and Craig.

I am a horrible, horrible person.

Last night, I thought I was falling in love with Balthazar. Which was amazing and terrifying and wonderful.

Now, less than one day later, I have the same feelings for his dad.

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