LOGINWhen they got to the bedroom, Hayden reached for Myla’s hand, pulling her to him until she was standing between his knees. The wheelchair remained locked, unmoving, his presence a heavy, grounding force. He looked at Beck and Jared, his voice thick with authority.
“Though Myla is ready,” Hayden said, looking up into her eyes. “Tonight I want you to watch her come apart the way I'm sure you've been dreaming of.” He looked at Jared and Beck, smirking devilishly. "...and if I'm feeling merciful enough I may allow you a taste.”"God," Beck whispered, voice a raspy growl. "If not that I have missed this side of you so damn much, I would be annoyed."Myla shivered, her lower belly tightening in pleasure. She's always loved Hayden's controlling nature. And now, she was loving the hungry and eager looks in Beck and Jared's eyes."Jay, slowly remove her dress,” Hayden instructed.Myla's breath caught as Jared’s large, calloused fingers unbuttonedThe days after that their night together settled into something that finally felt normal.As normal as a relationship between four people could be.The house was alive with blissful domesticity again. Beck complained about everything from burnt toast to early alarms. Jared had finally relaxed and started smiling real smiles that reached his eyes. Myla filled the spaces between them with quiet laughter, soft touches, and her warm, calm voice that seemed to hold the entire house steady.Hayden’s recovery had become the center of their rhythm, even Jared and Beck started working more from home.Every morning, Hayden worked through his therapy in the gym they’d built just off the garden wing. It was large, bright, and full of high-end equipment of Jared’s choosing.Beck had installed the pull-up bars and parallel rails himself , and even though he spent the entire process muttering about how much he hated manual labo
Beck’s breath hitched in profound joy, and he wrapped his hand around Hayden’s cock through his joggers, squeezing it gently.Hayden jolted like a live wire was placed on his skin. His shocked gaze snapped to Beck’s, he opened his mouth to talk but paused and looked down, following Beck’s hand till it got to where his hand was wrapped around his cock.“You didn’t even notice it, uhn?” Beck whispered to him, stroking him faster. Hayden pushed into his palms before he could stop himself, the pleasure he hadn't felt in a long time felt more intense than he could remember. Then he stopped himself and gave Beck a barely perceptible shake of his head, as hesitation, shame at how weak his erection looked in his hand, and the fear of failure slammed into him, interrupting the pleasure he was feeling.Beck ignored his signal to stop. He smirked and leaned close to Hayden’s ear, his voice rough with emotion. “It’s okay, baby. No pressure, ju
Beck had already turned off the bright overheads, leaving only the soft glow of the under-cabinet lighting by the time Beck carried her into their new bedroom. They had all been living on adrenaline, fear…. And for Jared and Beck, years of restrained need; now, they were finally allowing themselves to breathe, and that breath was raw, aching desire.Beck walked over to them, not stopping for banter this time, his lips crushing hers in a deep, possessive kiss. The moment their tongues tangled, Myla felt the last of the apprehension and tension finally snap, replaced by an overwhelming current of heat and need.Then he went and quickly helped Hayden get situated on the bed.“It’s like I have ants crawling under my skin,” Beck commented in the silence, his voice dark and throaty but nervous. “Are you sure about this, baby?” He asked Myla. “We can just sleep together today. Let it not be that because it’s the first day home, you feel obli
Jared’s hand remained under Hayden’s for a moment, his jaw tight. “I know, Hay. But after everything, I just feel like I need to see it with my own eyes.” He exhaled slowly, the professional tension bleeding out of his shoulders. “Okay. Okay, let’s go see what the movers did with the place.” The rest of the day was a blur of guards patrolling the house, service helpers unpacking the little that was left, them touring the house and adjusting things to fit their individual liking, and the comforting chaos of four people trying to settle into a new home. Even with the guards stationed at every fence line and patrolling the grounds, the house felt lighter, never suffocating. Nothing could dampen the joy that they were all standing in the new home, all four of them complete and together after the scare of the past months. They decided to send their personal chef and the service helpers home and make dinner themselves. The meal making passed in a blur of laughter and chaos. Beck
Jared’s kiss stopped, and he pulled back, his eyes dark with raw need as he looked at her, but he was still in control.“Not yet, sweetheart,” he said, his voice raspy.“That will always be so fucking hot,” Hayden whispered, his face hot with desire. “You’ve been so tense, My. Too nervous to really let go.”He fixed Myla with a possessive stare, reached for her, and gently pulled her into his lap, then crushed his mouth onto hers. He kissed her deeply, his tongue demanding and consuming. She gasped as he grabbed her breasts and kneaded them roughly but gently, twisting her nipples until she gasped.“Tell me you’re ready, baby,” Hayden commanded, his breath hot against her ear. “You’ve been fantasizing about this. And God, it’s my ultimate fantasy to watch them pleasure you. Knowing you submit to them sexually makes me so hot. Let them, Myla. Submit to the pleasure, submit to them.” He kissed down her neck, alternating between sucks and small bites as he squeezed her nipples hard unti
The day Hayden was discharged felt like spring breaking through after a long winter. The hospital smelled of antiseptic and rain, the hallways alive with the sound of nurses saying goodbye. Myla adjusted the jacket on his shoulders while Beck signed the last of the forms and Jared loaded their things into the waiting SUV. “We took extra care that your discharge wasn't leaked to the press," Myla said softly, her hand brushing through his hair. "But just in case, are you sure you’re ready for this?" Hayden smiled softly up at her. She didn’t understand that the fact that he was still in the hospital was like a itch under his skin since the day he woke up. “I’ve been ready since the day they told me I couldn’t leave.” The nurse wheeled him toward the exit, and when the sunlight hit his face, he squinted, then laughed. There was no single reporter waiting outside. Hayden let out a tiny breath of relief because despite what he told Myla







