All Chapters of Claimed by My Husband and His Bestfriends : Chapter 71 - Chapter 75

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

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

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