Chapter 8
CHAPTER
EIGHT
ZANDER
I’m fumbling to get the keys in the door, and Marley’s not helping one bit with her hands all over me.
I finally jiggle the lock free. Entering the house, we look like we’re in the middle of a fashion show the way helmets, keys, shoes, and everything we can easily strip out of hit the entryway floor.
We’re a pile of limbs moving and grabbing one another, and all that’s racing through my mind is how my one biggest fantasy is about to come to life.
My best friend is a goddamn cuck.
That thought has me stopping and blurting out, “Rules? What are they? I don’t want this to tear our friendship apart. I love you two with everything in me, and I would rather die than not have both of you.”
Maddox looks at Marley and gives her a nod.
“Maddox has wanted you pretty much since he knew he was attracted to men. Me, it’s been a more recent discovery…
” She pauses, a flash of sorrow crossing her face, but she continues, “I never wanted to be the bitch that fucked my best friend’s man, so you were off limits for a long time in my mind.
” I figured that’s why she always kept her distance from me, but at the same time, I never knew they were into any of this shit.
Maddox murmurs, “But you never moved on…”
Marley quickly adds, “This isn’t a pity fuck, but we want you to get your spark back. If this ends up being a one-time thing, then that’s what it is. If we all want more, we can talk about that tomorrow.”
With my throat quickly clogging, I finally reveal the truth that’s been eating at me for way too long. “Outside was the first time I’ve come with someone else since Ashley.”
Maddox chokes on his spit, and I can feel the blood rushing to my neck.
Marley’s face softens even more. “Oh, Zander.” She moves in front of me, wrapping her hands around my waist, while my hands hold her head to my chest. I rest my chin on the top of her head, just soaking her in.
I haven’t been held by a woman in so long, and letting myself lean into it isn’t something I’m going to beat myself up over anymore.
“Do we need condoms for you?” Marley questions, looking up at me with those same doe eyes from earlier.
“I’m clean, clearly, and I got a vasectomy about a year after everything happened. I vowed to never do that to another person.”
Pregnancy.
I would never purposely put another person through that. Even if I did get Kali out of it…
Maddox comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist as well. “That was not your fault, Zan. The testing came back and it was a genetic bleeding disorder. There’s nothing anyone could have done.”
“I know, but I knew my life was complete with one kid.”
Maddox pops his head onto my shoulder and chuckles. “Well, we’re vasectomy brothers.”
My brows pull together. I always assumed they were just waiting to have kids… or maybe they would change their minds.
“I can’t blame you for getting a vasectomy after everything. Maddox wasn’t in there to witness it, but that’s when I decided I really didn’t want any kids of my own.” The sadness lacing Marley’s voice sends a crack to my already chipped heart, and I give her a sad smile.
We stand in silence for a second, taking in all this new information, until I decide to break it.
“Now that I’ve gotten it over with and crossed that line finally, I’m relieved.
” I huff into her hair, letting out a breath I didn’t know I needed to, and squeeze Marley a little bit tighter before pushing her back by her shoulders to look at her. “You two in the bedroom, now.”
Fuck, my cock is already hard again.
“Do you have a chair we can put him in?” Marley asks as I pull her into my room. The anticipation of what’s about to happen has every hair on my body standing.
I point to the bench at the end of the bed, then scoot it backwards slightly so there’s no way he could reach us once we’re on the bed.
“Over there, cuck. Right at the end of the bed where you belong.” Maddox moans, and I swear to all things holy, I never saw this coming from him.
“And strip, everything but your boxers.”
I’ve never seen that man strip from his leathers so fast.
Marley bends her ass over, pulling her leathers from her ankles, and I groan, on the verge of biting my fist.
“Fuck, Marley.” She spins to look at me while my eyes stay locked on where her glorious ass is on display.
“Hold on, let me get the cuck situated.” Let’s see how much he can really take.
“Don’t touch that pathetic cock until Daddy tells you to.
” My hand goes to his neck instinctively, and when it tightens around his throat, all it does is pull a moan from Maddox.
I slide it down to the top of his chest, only to give his pec three quick slaps that have him crying out.
“Yes, Daddy.” And I leave him there, even if every fiber in me wants to bend him over that bench and fuck him until he can’t scream anymore.
Marley is sprawled out on the bed, facing me, patiently waiting for me to climb up to her. “Crawl to me, Big Boy. I want to see that heavy cock swaying for me.”
Oh, fuck me, this is going to be a wild ride.