“I’m sorry,”—Tanner’s hand finds mine—“I thought you just said you want to have our baby.”
“Assuming Deacon wants to be the donor,” Fallon begins, “I’ll donate my eggs to be fertilized and Arden has agreed to carry the baby.”
“I don’t know what to say.” I look to Tanner but I can barely see him through the unshed tears. “You all agreed to this? All of you.”
“The baby and Briggs will be half siblings.”
“Nice!” Briggs pumps his fist in the air as everyone agrees, and I have to wipe my face with the back of my hand. “Best Christmas ever!”
“This is wild,” I murmur, trying to let it all sink in.
“Is it wilder than falling in love, moving in together, breaking contact with my parents, getting dogs, getting engaged, and now apparently cashing in a ticket for one future baby?”
Turning to face him, I cup Tanner’s cheek with my hand and press my forehead to his. “Nothing will ever beat falling for you.”
“That sounds like a challenge.”
“Maybe it is,” I whisper so only he can hear. “I know you like it a little wild.”
EPILOGUE
TANNER
4 YEARS LATER
“What time is it?” I ask, tearing my shirt over my head as Deacon undoes his belt and pushes his pants and boxers down his thighs, his cock springing free as I fight with the button on my jeans.
“We have fifteen minutes,” Deacon growls, batting my hand out of the way as his mouth crashes over mine and he frees my erection, gripping us both in his roughened palm. The relief has me crying out.When was the last time we had sex?
“We can’t go this long again.”
“Yes, well, tell your daughter that we’d like more than a handful of minutes every night to sleep.”
“She’s so cute though,” I offer, yelping as Deacon spins me away from him and bends me over the back of the couch. There’s zero finesse as he yanks my pants and underwear down to my ankles, one hand massaging my ass as he reaches for the lube.
“I’ll remind you of that at three in the morning, but for now, spread your legs and hold on.”
“I love it when you’re bossy,” I quip before his slick fingers find my hole. His ministrations are quick and sure like he’s prepared me a thousand times.
And he has.
Spreading me wide, he doesn’t tease me, the head of his dick breaching the tight ring of muscle as he groans, my body relaxing at the sound of his pleasure and allowing him to push in farther until he’s fully seated inside me.
“Fuck, you’re perfect. I love how good you take me, Sweetheart.”
I can only whimper as he pulls almost all the way out and slams into me, the couch lurching as Deacon pistons into me, my mind blanking as my orgasm barrels down on me.
“Oh my God,yes.”
“Arch your back. Fuck, that’s it…just like that.” I love when he’s like this—dominating, tender, and a whole lot wild.
“I’m gonna come…fuck.”His hand covers the head of my cock, saving the back of the couch from being defiled as he roars my name, pounding into me one last time before holding me tight and spilling inside me.
“What do you think? Will Paisley sleep long enough that I can have your dick in my mouth?”
“Dunno, but I’m totally on board with you giving it a try.”
DEACON
