All Chapters of Yes, Alpha Daddy: Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

MAX POV We were outside hers so quickly. “I could pick you up in the morning,” I said. “Your car is at ours…” she didn’t let me finish. She shook her head. “I can get a lift with Mum to the yard. I can sort out the car later.” She didn’t unclip her seatbelt, and I almost wished she would, just to get this over with. “I’m sorry, Max.” They always are. Maybe they can see the desperation. Maybe that’s why they’re always so sorry. “The offer of the yard still stands,” I said. “You could rent it from me, just like you would from Carlson. That’s what I was thinking. That’s all I was thinking.” She leaned over and kissed my cheek, and her eyes were wet. “You’re so much nicer than I ever thought you would be.” “I don’t know if that’s a compliment.” She smiled. “It is.” “The same applies,” I said. She squeezed my hand. “Thank you. Your offer was very generous.” But you don’t want it. “Goodbye, Cloe,” I said. She unclipped her seatbelt. Opened the door. “Bye, Max.” My heart fuc

CLOE POV Tino picked up pace as we headed up through the Wood, his hooves churning up the track as he broke into a canter. We were early, the sun still climbing through the trees to the east. I squeezed Tino on, driving him faster, and he put his head down, ears forward and alert, breath steady. I gave him free rein and he extended himself, a snort and he was away, galloping up the main incline. I loved it here so much. So did he. We belonged here. I’d always known we belonged here. Only we didn’t. Not anymore. Not now. I fought the lump in my throat, blinking away the tears that threatened. Like I hadn’t cried enough already. A night in my own bed sucked bad. I’d never realised it was lumpy on one side. Lumpy and a little too soft. Cold, too. It was cold in bed without Max and Soren. Everything was cold without Max and Soren. Losing the dream of Carlson’s yard was shitty enough, and I cried a lot. But Max’s big revelation had hit like a car wreck, a big-arsed truck ploughing

CLOE POVSoren didn’t linger on it. “Anyway, this is just background. The real heart of the matter, this baby thing, that’s been brewing for years. Max told me there was this park about twenty minutes’ walk from the hostel, a better park than the rundown piece of shit one by theirs. He used to take himself off there, and sit and watch. There were families, he said, nice families. Proper mums and dads with happy kids, just having a good time. He used to sit outside the fence and watch them, and pray that he’d have a family like that of his own one day. People to love.” He sighed. “Kids to love.” He picked up a bit of woodchip, turned it in his fingers. “When your dad gave him a shot he threw himself into work, to get ready for the future, to make something of himself. That’s what he says. Didn’t meet Cynthia until his late twenties, but thought she was the one. She claimed she felt the same. Who wouldn’t with a guy like Max? He’s gorgeous, successful, smart…” His voice trailed off. “Bu

CLOE POV The nerves started up as Soren turned onto their estate. The thought of facing Max both excited and terrified me. Would he be cold again? Intimidating again? Closed off at the thought I couldn’t be the one they wanted? Couldn’t I be the one they wanted? Was this inevitably doomed? The idea hurt. Soren pulled onto their driveway. He turned off the radio and triggered the roof, and I fiddled with my seatbelt as we waited. “Don’t look so scared,” he said. “We’re home. It’s all good.” He squeezed my hand. “There’s nothing to worry about, Cloe, for real. No pressure.” “I know… I just…” I let out a breath, unclipped my belt. “Let’s go.” He opened the front door with a big smile on his face, ditched his keys on the side. “Honey, I’m home!” he called, and his voice was so warm, so silly. I followed him through to the kitchen, and there was Max, leaning against the island with his tablet in his hand, a mug of coffee by his side. His attention was on what he was doing, some work

CLOE POV“Wait.” I laughed as two sets of hands came straight for me. “I didn’t mean right this second. I stink of horse. I’m muddy!”“But we love it when you’re dirty.” Soren grinned. “That’s how we like you best.”He hooked his fingers inside the waist of my jodhpurs, and I shunted towards him as he pulled. He kissed my neck, slowly, softly, tickling me with his tongue bar as Max’s hands snaked around my waist from behind.“I’ve really missed this,” I said. “I think I’m addicted. It’s official, I’m a sex addict. Good job I have two of you to give me my fix.”Max’s breath was hot against my cheek. “Twice the pleasure. For all of us.”I reached back for him, pulling him closer, until I could feel the swell of his cock against my ass. His hand slipped under my t-shirt, climbing my ribs, and I held my breath as he felt his way inside my bra. He found my nipple, rolled it between his thumb and forefinger. I closed my eyes and moaned into him.Soren’s palm pressed between my legs. “Gonna